Putrefying Flowers

“Flesh acquainted with atrocity Scorched earth defloration Lost innocence buried alive Lifeless shell awaits suicide.” Cold and lifeless Sterile hearts Petals blackened Is this the art...of death Cold and lifeless (lifeless and cold) Sterile hearts (hearts so sterile) Petals blackened (blackened petals) Yes, this is the art of death In our ultimate breaths. “But what's to be done? What's to be done?" he said to himself in despair, and found no answer.” xcerpted from Leo Tolstoy's work Anna Karenina.]